"So, I want to know what you think of Monkey D. Dragon."
"I don't know Mr. Long."
Kella quickly denied it.
"It's just an opinion, no knowledge required."
Looking at Kerla's movements, Shangquan had guessed some clues.
"What do you think? He is a great man."
"Well, that's true to a certain extent."
Kella's answer was as expected, and Shangquan nodded slightly.
"The path he has chosen is great, but I think he may not be able to do it well. Or to put it bluntly, I have no confidence in him. This is why I want to talk to you."
After blocking the exit with piles of debris in the alley, Shangquan expressed his thoughts straight to the point.
"Mr. Death, you seem to be very strong."
The exit was blocked instantly, and Kerla's expression instantly became tense.
While staring at "Guina" in front of him attentively, he reached out his hand to the pistol at his waist.
"What are you looking at? I have no sexual interest in you. After all, if you count your age, I should be your grandfather."
"I just don't want to be disturbed by those idiots from the Navy. Besides, I'm using Kuina's body now. It's just that I have some ideas and I don't have any tools to commit the crime."
Seeing that Kerla still hadn't completely let down her guard, Shangquan smiled and joked.
"Master, what are you talking about!"
Kuina turned red instantly and shouted to Shangquan.
While Kamizumi controls his body, Kuina's soul can communicate with him in his mind.
"Hey, have you seen a little girl? She's about this tall."
"It should have passed not long ago, let's continue chasing!"
…
The voices of the navy came from not far away, but they obviously didn't notice this alley.
"Look, you understand."
The Shangquan version of Kuina pouts and looks quite cute.
"Why are you so cute, my dear?"
Taking a deep breath, Kerla seemed to accept these facts that were beyond common sense.
"What is GM? In other words, what are you GMing for and who are you GMing for?"
"GM is to restore order and enforce justice in order to overthrow the world government."
Kella replied without thinking. She and Long had known each other for several years, and these basic things were still very clear.
"GM, it is a transfer of power. If you succeed, what will you do? How to deal with this chaotic era, and how to implement "justice"?"
"This...I don't know."
Kella had never noticed these problems, and the dragons and the others seemed not to have mentioned these things.
"But Mr. Long and the others will definitely be able to answer your questions."
Out of respect for the dragon, Kerra added.
"Maybe, I also hope so. The era of great pirates is unprecedented. Your GM should not only simply seize power, but should also undergo a major change."
"I understand, I will convey your words to Mr. Long."
Standing up, Kerla bowed solemnly.
This god of death pointed out many problems of the GM army with just a few words.
These things were things she had never considered.
"Well. After all, dragons can be regarded as pioneers to some extent in this world."
As the saying goes, it's hard to finish but it's hard to start. Long is probably the first GM in the pirate world.
This means that the experience he can gain from his predecessors is limited.
Under this premise, it is not so difficult to understand that many things are not considered properly.
"Where is your ship? I'll give you a ride to prevent the navy from trying to counterattack."
The navy's behavior was a bit baffling, and Kamizumi couldn't figure out whether the opponent's target was Kerra or Kuina.
"Well, thank you very much. And..."
"What?"
"Can I change it back to Kuina? This always feels weird."
She is obviously a little loli similar to herself, but the soul in her body is an old monster who calls himself "the God of Death" and has lived for hundreds of years. This feeling is really indescribable.
"Master, it seems you still haven't answered Kerla's question."
The moment she switched back to Kuina, the Death Domination outfit on her body dissipated in the wind.
The vague and suffocating feeling of oppression was gone, and now she was a harmless-looking loli again.
"Of course there are gods in the world, the Celestial Dragons."
Shangquan joked again.
The Celestial Dragons do like to call themselves "gods".
He really didn't know if there was a real god in the pirate world.
When he traveled to the world of Death, the pirates were still far from finished.
What if it's like the one next door on Naruto's set, where there's a huge explosion of fighting power and a god or something like that emerges?
"But it doesn't matter whether there is a god or not. Just like you wouldn't place your dreams on the power of "gods", the existence of "gods" just gives desperate people a false hope."
"But speaking of which, master, why do you seem to know so much about GM matters?"
Soul communication is a very convenient thing, not to mention that the other party is a "god of death" from other worlds who has lived for hundreds of years.
At Shangquan's place, Kuina always learned something she had never heard of before.
So when she has nothing to do, she always likes to chat with Shangquan.
Not only limited to swordsmanship, but also the novel things mentioned by Shangquan.
"Because there was a person in the world where I was born, a very great person."
"A great man? Is he very strong?"
Kuina's curiosity was immediately piqued. Kamizumi had never used the word "great" to describe others.
"He is indeed very strong. But it is not his body, but his mind. The God of Death will not die because of the passage of time. Maybe I can try to fulfill his dream in this world."
That person is great, but also idealistic.
It is true that his heart is firm. He has been practicing his ideals throughout his life and can live up to the word "great".
But the successors are different, their hearts are separated from their bellies.
Man is not God after all.
"But before that, I will fulfill your dream first. Miss Great Swordsman."
If he can return to his prime, his strength should be invincible in the world of pirates.
This is possibility, the possibility of achieving that almost impossible dream.
In addition, the God of Death does not have to worry about aging, so it seems that it is not completely impossible to succeed.